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Jun 10, 2006 21:01

Ok, so I'm angry... I'm not sure if I'm justified or not, so let me know.

I'm angry that she never comes over to see me... It's like, whenever her parents leave for a second and I can be, I'm there. I'm always there, with or without her parents. Sometimes I think, ok, it's because she doesn't like being around my dad, she's uncomfortable, whatever. But then days like today happen, where my dad is gone all day and she's doing nothing... So I think Maybe, Just maybe she'll bloody well grace me with her presence... But no. I even call her at like 11am, and say I'm taking the kids yard saling, wanna come? Because I know she likes that junk. And no, I'll call you back once I see what my mom is doing. She calls back like 10 minutes later, no, sorry, mom wants me to take her places today. So fine. I find out later, she never went anywhere. I spend the day attempting to entertain the kids, and I'm tired as hell and already a little bitter. We talk on msn, she's going to the mall, do I want to go? I ask the kids. They are happy saying yea! So sure... Then I figure, we take my car, easier on gas and cd player. She says no, too small. So then I'm down my street when I think Hey... We could take the Impala, it's huge, still easier on gas and has a cd player. So I get there, she's in her van ready to go, and so am I. Micheal is our messenger, and then she gets pissed... So the whole mall trip was distant and quiet, and I take her and Micheal home... And then she gets kids so then she actually has a valid excuse for not seeing me, and I'm too pissed off and tired to go over there and deal with this now. But I mean honestly... Would it kill her to give a litte. She only comes over when I tell her I need help with something... which was twice... or if we're on the verge of splitting, which was once... But should it really have to come to that? Can't she just come over just because, no reason but to see me? or hang out with me? Or something?

I don't know, maybe I'm overreacting, but it really upsets me, and I've told her time and time again, for the sake of me staying off the shitlist with my dad, she's gotta come over more... she says I know... and that's it... until the next time I have a chat with my dad about how I'm over there too much. But really... I'm starting to get sick and tired of asking... sick and tired of waiting for this to change... and sick and tired of always having to put forth all the effort to someone who lately doesn't seem like she likes me around or likes me at all. And maybe she shouldn't like me, I'm a big bitch.

I'm tired now, and going to bed.
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